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Mon River
04:03
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VS1
Let's gather around that burning wood and smell that mud up on our shoes -on the steep banks of the Mon River and sing them paddleboat blues -I got my head in my hands where my thoughts live- in my chest- behind my heart- acoustic anthems dance with stars -on country roads -on horse drawn carts
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I said hey I don't care that you're gone I never knew we wouldn't atone
VS2
Let's do up the town- like we should do our part -down at the lake we both shiver- I took my lover and chased her heart -I got my head in my hands were my thoughts live -in my chest- behind my heart -acoustic anthems dance with stars on country roads in horse drawn carts
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2. |
Price Of Your Toll
04:25
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VS1
I don't even know what's right or what is real- if you hide all the years you start seeing cracks in the seal -but the look in your eyes it don't say wrong -and you do a sidestep and walk along -you got your shield up like a tough board on a barn -draggin those hearts until they're ragged and torn -maybe one day you'll get left behind -and keep tough in your pocket and dole out a little kind
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The price of your toll this time it cost you one
VS2
One step in your woods yea it felt like ten- I got called home for dinner not knowing when -I got sore legs climbing north and south -I thought I finished up strong but you put cotton in my mouth -you get your shield up like a tough board on a barn -hiding your nest like a magpie spinning yarn
maybe one day you'll get left behind -and keep tough in your pocket and dole out a little kind
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3. |
Keith Lights A Cigarette
04:44
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VS1
Constant growing seeds your sowing ends up in a harvest hayride- the heed in knowing what's your stowing ends up smelling like ole rawhide.so let it out watch it breathe- roll up your sleeves and take a bite- it's never soft it's knows it's right - it's not too late it's black and white.
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When Keith lights lights a cigarette you better pay attention lalalalalala
VS2
it's road map old -the story's told the westward wind it sure is cold- crankshaft phone with no one home- capital buildings with gold-topped domes- lets have a few- 100 degrees- standing in soot clear to my knees- blue down coat- protective moat it keeps you warm and floats your boat.
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When Keith lights lights a cigarette you better pay attention lalalalalala
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4. |
Seeking And Hiding
04:49
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VS1
This game were playing- seek and hiding all day-I carved my initials in your oak tree-they're still there today-no peeking round the corner-your shadow gives you away-you know I really dig your smile-you got my heart a crate-sometimes you carry it for miles-do't let handles wear away-sometimes your hands are as rough as files-but you bring a band aid-let me breathe let it be-no need to plead my case
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well it's alright along the way- i'm ok when I'm alone-well my mind yes it goes but my heart it stays-well i'm ok when you condone
VS2
You never hear what I'm saying-you prefer it that way-you know you starve what you won't feed-empty pockets never pay now- such treasure never found-the "X" it must've blown away-no need to look in other towns-there's no real estate- sometimes your lost and never found- the search party is on it's way-sometimes your jewels are underground-see the sparkle use the spade-plant the seed and let it be and soon- you'll need a vase.
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well it's alright along the way- i'm ok when I'm alone-well my mind yes it goes but my heart it stays-well i'm ok when you condone
(bridge) do do do do.........
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Ferriswheel
04:56
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VS1
Riding with no hands on your bicycle- well my sweet little godsend angel-floating down from heaven above- well my faithful white-winged soul girl- green side of your fence- smell the roses such a sweet scent-thats right
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I prayed for peace today- i wish things would go my way- conjured up in my mind are the things seen by the blind
VS2
there's so much life swirling around yard- you siting round chatting with your healed up scars- now your spinning real high- on your ferriswheel of feelings- torn between your lover and the doubt lodged in your mind
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VS3
Well i didn't catch your cheek or eye- but yet you seem to wonder why- i got so many god-damned misgivings- thats right shine a light on me babe-hey won't you shine a light- shine a light girl-if i'm a star then put me in your constellation
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Bury Them Bones
04:16
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VS1
You know things ain't the same- this heartache has taken it's toll-trying to release the pain-that reaper he done stole- the lord gives me the will -and a steel-coated soul- so let's close down that mill -and bury them bones
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Bury, bury them bones
VS2
yeah you traveled that road- the first tracks in the sand- despite what you've been told- you found it to be grand-you never fit the mold-you loved all them colors- the hot, warm and the cold-come on bury them bones
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Steelesque Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Steelesque is equal parts British Blues and latter-day jam band blending the sound and style of Exile on Main Street-era Stones or The Band, with adventurous passages echoing Phish or Wilco. . . At their best, the 6 piece Steelesque delivers the swagger of bands from days gone by while echoing their influences in a way that is all their own. ... more
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